"Mr. Wan, do you think Master Qin will come?" After Qin Guanghui and Yang Li left, Gu Hongzhong asked in a low voice beside Wan Feng.
He really hopes that Qin Guanghui can stay.
"It will come, it will definitely come!"
"Really?" Gu Hongzhong was overjoyed.
"Of course it's true, you can trust me."
Wan Feng was certain that Qin Guanghui would come. This was a premonition, a premonition based on strong self-confidence.
As to whether Yang Li can come, it’s hard to say.
But if Qin Guanghui comes, Yang Li will not be far behind.
On the eighteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the weather was sunny and windy.
Wan Feng didn't know whether it was an auspicious day or not, since he didn't get to choose the date anyway.
Recently, there are many people performing shamanic rituals, and fortune-telling is everywhere. It seems like we have returned to the era of Falun Dafa, with gods and Buddhas everywhere.
If you step on it with your eyes closed, you might even kill a cat god or a duck god.
But today is a happy day for Han Guang's family, so all the gods abdicated.
At around seven o'clock in the morning, a group of people gathered in front of the Security Hotel, listening to Li Quan's orders.
Although security team leader Han Guangjia got married, not many of his security team members had holidays.
The factories in Nandawan have not yet had their holidays. They are still guarding the gates and on duty.
Therefore, there are not many security guards who are fine.
Li Quan picked a few young men from Xiaoshu Village to help. They were responsible for throwing paper flowers and setting off firecrackers when the bride arrived, and serving dishes after the guests who were drinking in the wedding banquet were seated.
A total of forty banquet tables were prepared on the first and second floors of the hotel.
Li Quan is assigning tasks.
Xiao Jun's Huanghai bus arrived in front of the security building.
Today he stopped a bus running to Dongdan to show his support for Han Guang's family.
Boss Xiao got off the bus in a suit and tie, with his short sideburns styled to a shine.
Wan Feng hooked his finger at him.
Xiao Jun ran over happily.
Wan Feng reached out and patted his rotten belly: "Boss Xiao, you're only in your twenties, how come you have such a big belly? It looks like you're ten months pregnant."
"Isn't this a cotton-padded jacket? What are you looking at?"
"I can't even tell the difference between my belly and my cotton-padded jacket now? You mean my eyesight is blurry now?"
"Hey, I didn't say that."
"Has your child bride been married off yet?"
Xiao Jun's little girl is probably seventeen or eighteen years old this year and can bite beans.
"It'll take another two years. She's still young."
"I heard that you are now the richest man in Gushan. All the young girls, wives, and old ladies are throwing themselves at you. You'd better be careful and don't go in. The country still has the crime of hooliganism."
Xiao Jun was at a loss for words: "Boss Wan, who is lying to me behind my back?"
"I!"
"I knew there were no good people. I think no one else would dare to do that except you. We are upright and honest, and there is nothing messy about us."
"Alas! People are born good. Everyone is a good person at first, but as time goes by and the environment changes, people will change. Good people become bad people, and bad people... they are still bad people. I hope you can persevere."
"I'm here today to get my relatives from my mother's family, not to listen to your lectures. When will the Guang family leave?"
"No rush, I still have two cars that haven't arrived yet."
Xiao Jun was surprised. "Two more cars! My Huang Hai is too big to fit in, and I need two more. How many of Liang Hongying's relatives are coming? Are they planning to bankrupt Han Guang's family?"
"It's a sedan. Your car is too low-class to carry your new bride."
Xiao Jun curled his lips and said, "You're so good! Using the Yellow Sea to pick up a wife in Hongya is considered high-end. Most people can't afford it. They just hire those old, creaky buses at the bus station. How come it's considered low-end when it comes to you?"
"Is it higher class than your sedan?"
"That's not comparable, but without me, you can bring all the guests from your mother's family with just two cars?"
"This is complementary... I'm not going to waste my time on you. The car is coming."
Two cars came flying from the Wulu direction of the Heilongjiang-Wuzhou Highway.
You can tell without looking that it was the car that Wei Chunguang got.
Wei Chunguang is no ordinary guy either. He actually got two Crown S120s.
In the 1980s, the Crown S120 was definitely a high-end model, and it was the seventh generation of the Crown.
Because it coincided with the trend of the first batch of private car purchases in the country, it became the first choice for the first batch of wealthy people in China to buy cars, and had a great influence at the time.
It was not until the appearance of S130 last year, the eighth generation of Crown, that it began to slowly withdraw from the market.
But that was a few years later, and now it is still a high-end existence.
Wei Chunguang got out of the car with a smile on his face: "Boss Wan! I got the car. Are you satisfied?"
Wan Feng nodded: "Very satisfied, but why are you following me?"
"As long as you're satisfied, why can't I come? Your friends are also my friends. I'll come and have a drink at your wedding."
“How much for two cars?”
"I'll pay for it." Wei Chunguang said proudly.
Wan Feng curled his lips and said, "Can't we afford it? Today is our wedding day and you're paying for it? Does that include your share of the new bride?"
Wei Chunguang was depressed: "You can even find an excuse for this! That's even better. I'm already feeling bad. A car costs 300, so you pay it."
It was only six hundred yuan. Wan Feng counted out twelve fifty-yuan bills happily, and asked Li Quan to take out two packs of Meideng cigarettes and hand them to Wei Chunguang.
Wei Chunguang gave the money and cigarettes to the driver, who was very happy.
In 1988, when those Class A cigarettes had not yet appeared on the market, Yunyan cigarettes such as Meiden and Wuduojinhua, which cost 1.2 yuan a box, were considered high-end cigarettes.
It was not until Shilin Camellia Red Camellia and a batch of foreign cigarettes appeared on the market that these cigarettes were relegated to the background.
The car and bus arrived, and it was already eight o'clock. It was time for Han Guang's family to go out to welcome the bride.
Han Guangjia was wearing a well-tailored suit, a red tie, shiny leather shoes, and a red flower on his chest.
Wan Feng felt that something was a little stuck no matter how he looked at it.
Han Guangjia and Xiaoshutun's two groomsmen got into the car.
After Li Quan leaned over the car window and reminded some precautions, two cars and a Huanghai bus drove towards Wulu Commune.
After the bus left, Wan Feng, Wei Chunguang and Xiao Jun went into the Hongying Hotel and found a place to sit down.
Just a few minutes after they sat down, Zhang Hai, Zhu Ping and other cadres who were originally behind the group of people also appeared.
Zhang Hai has now gone to the commune to perform his duties as an official in charge of side businesses. Wan Feng is not sure what kind of official he is.
This was the first time I saw Zhang Hai during my two recent visits to Jiangwei.
After Zhang Hai left, Zhu Ping took over as the brigade secretary, and the responsibility of captaining the Wahou team fell on Luan Changyuan's shoulders.
After Zhang Hai arrived at the commune, his position changed and his horizons naturally broadened, and he saw more things. Zhang Hai was prepared to take a long-term view and wanted to transplant Jiang Wei's successful business to Wulu Township.
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